Blank Check Face

Yet another Dutch Oven track that got shit-canned by the democratic process. I had been exclusively listening to the Jam since returning from a trip to the UK. Paul Weller freak Kevin Crouse provided an infectious Mersey beat and I made a concerted effort not to overplay for once. It didn’t help.

For some reason I always thought about Charlie Haden’s Liberation Music Orchestra when I played this song. It would have made a good revolutionary anthem if we still had such things. But we don’t.
Once more into the stifling heat
’Til it melts away your ghost

Once more into the acid bath
’Til your memory turns to smoke

Once more under the crushing load
’Til we can find ourselves some shade

Once more onto the bloody road
’Til we can fix the mess you made

This is your wake up call
The one you never placed

This is your past due account
This ain’t your blank check face

This is your falling tree
If you can’t hear it, we’ll make it louder

This is your red tide sea
This ain’t your little white powder

Once more into the stifling heat
Once more into the acid bath
Once more under the crushing load
Once more onto the bloody road

recorded by The Drogues, unreleased

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